"Hey, Bear," called Gray quietly, peeking over the transparent glass wall of the art department. "Are you sure she's in here?"
"Yes."
"I can't find her. Did she leave?" Gray inquired, making guesses in his mind. "Maybe she went to have snacks or something?"
"No. I just finished reviewing the footage. I'm one hundred percent sure she didn't leave --" Bear suddenly stopped as he turned his head to Tiger, making the latter arch a brow.
"What?"
"Is there another exit in the art department?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"Aren't you the captain?"
Tiger opened his mouth for a comeback, but then his tongue rolled back to his throat. Well, Bear made sense. He was the captain of the security unit. Wasn't that the reason he would usually spend time in the security room and nap as much as he pleased because he got promoted?
